Glenda
Well-known member
A friend sent this to me just a few minutes ago. It so goes along with how we all feel, especially after heart surgery. You realize that you need to stop and smell the roses more and appreciate what we have. I wanted to share this with everyone. Enjoy!
SLOW DANCE
Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short, the music won't last.
Do you run through each day on the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done do you lie in you bed
With the next hundred chores running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child, we'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste, not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch, Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time to call and say, "Hi."
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getter there.
It is like an unopened gift. . .
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
SLOW DANCE
Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short, the music won't last.
Do you run through each day on the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done do you lie in you bed
With the next hundred chores running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child, we'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste, not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch, Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time to call and say, "Hi."
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getter there.
It is like an unopened gift. . .
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.